Time's Chariot-wheels Make Their Carriage-road

Those Who Occupy Their Minds With Small Matters, Generally Become Incapable Of Greatness.

Why Can We Remember The Tiniest Detail That Has Happened To Us, And Not Remember How Many Times We Have Told It To The Same Person.

It Is With Certain Good Qualities As With The Senses; Those Who Have Them Not Can Neither Appreciate Nor Comprehend Them In Others.

All Our Qualities, Whether Good Or Bad, Are Unstable And Ambiguous, And Almost All Are At The Mery Of Chance.

Hope And Fear Are Inseparable.